Du Bartas His Divine Weekes And Workes with A Compleate Collectio[n] of all the other most delight-full Workes: Translated and written by yt famous Philomusus: Iosvah Sylvester |
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So, he proceeded, and said furthermore:
Heare Me, ye Sages; Men of Skilfull lore:
For, as the Palate doth discern of Food,
Th'Eare tryeth words (how they be bad, or good).
Let's then debate This Matter, among vs;
Examine it, and what is right, discuss.
Heare Me, ye Sages; Men of Skilfull lore:
For, as the Palate doth discern of Food,
Th'Eare tryeth words (how they be bad, or good).
Let's then debate This Matter, among vs;
Examine it, and what is right, discuss.
For, Iob hath said: O! I am Iust, Vpright;
And yet (saith He) GOD hath bereft my Right.
Should I belye my Cause? My thrilled Wound
Is past all Cure; and yet no Crime is found.
And yet (saith He) GOD hath bereft my Right.
Should I belye my Cause? My thrilled Wound
Is past all Cure; and yet no Crime is found.
What man, like Iob, himselfe so over-thinks?
Who (wilfully) Contempt, like Water, drinks:
Who, with the Wicked and Vngodly walks,
Iumps iust with Them, and in their language talks.
For, he hath said; Man hath no profit by 't
To walk with GOD, and in Him to delight.
Who (wilfully) Contempt, like Water, drinks:
Who, with the Wicked and Vngodly walks,
Iumps iust with Them, and in their language talks.
For, he hath said; Man hath no profit by 't
To walk with GOD, and in Him to delight.
But, heare me now, all yee that vnderstand;
O! be it farre from the All-ruling hand
Of Iustice Selfe (th'Almighty God, most High)
To doe Iniustice, or Iniquitie.
O! be it farre from the All-ruling hand
Of Iustice Selfe (th'Almighty God, most High)
To doe Iniustice, or Iniquitie.
No: He to Each man his owne Work repayes;
And makes him finde according to his Waies.
Vndoubtedly, the Lord of Hosts, the Strong,
Nor hath, nor doth, nor will, nor can, do wrong.
And makes him finde according to his Waies.
Vndoubtedly, the Lord of Hosts, the Strong,
Nor hath, nor doth, nor will, nor can, do wrong.
Who hath to Him charge of the Earth impos'd?
And, Who but He, hath the whole World dispos'd?
If He but please on Man to set his minde,
To re-assume his Spirit, his Breath, his Winde;
All Flesh at once (if He but hold his breath)
Shall turn to Dust; and perish all, in death.
And, Who but He, hath the whole World dispos'd?
If He but please on Man to set his minde,
To re-assume his Spirit, his Breath, his Winde;
All Flesh at once (if He but hold his breath)
Shall turn to Dust; and perish all, in death.
Now note Thou this, if so thou hast a heart
To vnderstand; list what my Words impart:
Shall He haue Rule, that Iudgement loathes (and lacks)?
And for vniust, wilt Thou the Iustest tax?
Beseems it Any to a King to say,
O! Thou art Wicked (in thy partiall Sway)?
Or vnto Princes (to vpbraid them) Thus,
You are Vngodly, you are Impious?
Then, how-much-less to Him that puts no Ods
Touching the Persons of those Earthly Gods;
Nor twixt the Rich and Poor, the Great and Small;
For, they (alike) are his owne Hands-work, all.
To vnderstand; list what my Words impart:
Shall He haue Rule, that Iudgement loathes (and lacks)?
And for vniust, wilt Thou the Iustest tax?
Beseems it Any to a King to say,
O! Thou art Wicked (in thy partiall Sway)?
Or vnto Princes (to vpbraid them) Thus,
You are Vngodly, you are Impious?
Then, how-much-less to Him that puts no Ods
Touching the Persons of those Earthly Gods;
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For, they (alike) are his owne Hands-work, all.
They (at His will) shall in a moment die;
Yea, even at Midnight (vnexpectedly)
The People shall be troubled and transported;
And even the Princes, without hands subverted.
For, evermore His Eyes are open wide
On all Mens Waies, on every Step and Stride.
There is no Darkness, nor no Shade of Death,
For Wicked-ones to hide them vnder-neath:
Nor, will he Any yet so over-load,
That they may iustly grudge, or plead with God.
Yea, even at Midnight (vnexpectedly)
The People shall be troubled and transported;
And even the Princes, without hands subverted.
For, evermore His Eyes are open wide
On all Mens Waies, on every Step and Stride.
There is no Darkness, nor no Shade of Death,
For Wicked-ones to hide them vnder-neath:
Nor, will he Any yet so over-load,
That they may iustly grudge, or plead with God.
By Heaps, will He to peeces grinde the Great,
And (in their steed) set Others in their seat:
For, vnto Him, their Works are manifest;
Night turn'd to Light: and they shall be supprest.
Them, as most Wicked, smites he (as it were,
In all mens sight, in open Theatre)
Because from Him they did revolt and swerue;
And would not any of his Waies obserue:
But caus'd the loud Cries of the Poor ascend
To Him, who alwaies doth their Cries attend.
And (in their steed) set Others in their seat:
For, vnto Him, their Works are manifest;
Night turn'd to Light: and they shall be supprest.
Them, as most Wicked, smites he (as it were,
In all mens sight, in open Theatre)
Because from Him they did revolt and swerue;
And would not any of his Waies obserue:
But caus'd the loud Cries of the Poor ascend
To Him, who alwaies doth their Cries attend.
When He giues Quiet, who dares be so bold
To cause Disturbance? And, if He with-hold
His Countenance, who then behold Him can;
Whether a People, or a Private man?
That th'Hypocrite no more may Raign (as King)
Nor, vnder him, the snared People wring.
To cause Disturbance? And, if He with-hold
His Countenance, who then behold Him can;
Whether a People, or a Private man?
That th'Hypocrite no more may Raign (as King)
Nor, vnder him, the snared People wring.
Vs therefore Thus beseems, to say to God:
I beare with Patience thy correcting Rod:
I will not murmur, nor burst out therfore;
But sigh in silence, and offend no more:
Shew me my Sins I see not, nor perceiue;
And, Hence forth will I all Iniustice leaue.
I beare with Patience thy correcting Rod:
I will not murmur, nor burst out therfore;
But sigh in silence, and offend no more:
Shew me my Sins I see not, nor perceiue;
And, Hence forth will I all Iniustice leaue.
Or, should it be after Thy pleasure ay?
No: will-thou-nill, He will (not I) repay.
Now, therefore speak thy Conscience seriously;
And let the prudent mark and testifie,
That, voyd of Knowledge, Iob hath mis-averr'd;
And, wide of Wisdom, his Discourse hath err'd.
No: will-thou-nill, He will (not I) repay.
Now, therefore speak thy Conscience seriously;
And let the prudent mark and testifie,
That, voyd of Knowledge, Iob hath mis-averr'd;
And, wide of Wisdom, his Discourse hath err'd.
Would therefore (Father) he might yet be try'd:
Sith for the Wicked he hath so reply'd;
For, to his Sin he doth Rebellion ad:
Claps hands at vs, as He the Better had:
And (too-too-pure in his too-prudent Eyes)
Against th'Almighty, Words he multiplies.
Sith for the Wicked he hath so reply'd;
For, to his Sin he doth Rebellion ad:
Claps hands at vs, as He the Better had:
And (too-too-pure in his too-prudent Eyes)
Against th'Almighty, Words he multiplies.
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